The next day was normal, just like it was the last campsite. Us women went to bathe, and I got closer to Doris. Betty was still trying to avoid us, but I figured that was mostly because of Ana being Ren’s true mate. After that, Doris gave me an idea of what to do with my mother’s cloth. After I cut off the damaged pieces, there wasn’t enough to make into another dress. Ana helped me, being a servant for royalty she was used to sewing more than I was. Together we turned it into a long-sleeved shirt, a blouse. Bellie would be aghast if she saw it, but there was nothing I could do about it now. I went into the tent to change into it, wanting to try it on. When I went back out, Ren was there talking to Ana. I frowned, watching their body language. He was trying to talk to her, but she was
